#muppeteyes1001

[xxlordalexanderxx]

A soft mumble would escape the felinoid as she slowly stirs back into consciousness. Her wintergreen eyes open ... But only slightly ... Blinking several times as her blurry vison slowly clears. The first thing she sees is the familiar ceiling of the king's room, with all it's glowing gems and crystals that gave off a warm glow throughout the dimly lit space.

With a small tired grunt, Kitt manages to slowly and steadily sit up in the bed. It was rather uncomfortable .. And when she reached up to touch her face, she immediately felt the small bandage on her cheek. Humming in confusion, the cat woman then looks down at herself and notices that her whole torso and chest were wrapped up in bandages. "What in the ..?" she whispers to herself before tenderly touching the wrapping. It was then that her eyes widen in realization as lightening quick pieces of memory flash through her mind. That's right! .. She remembered now! ... The lava! .. The fight! .. The trickster! ...... Alex!!

In a near panic, Kitt looks around before her eyes settle on the dragon lord's sleeping form right next to her. Seeing Alex, her instinct was to instantly get up and reach for him. "Alex!" Kitt weakly called out. However, when she did so, her body instantly retracted back as she winced in pain. She let out a small yelp before falling on her back, holding her torso and mildly curling into herself.

Although her broken ribs had mended .. Thanks to some healing magic ... The flesh and muscles were still very bruised and sore and would take a bit more time to heal.

His ears prick and eyes flutter open instinctively at Kitt’s yelp of pain. Alexander stirs and reaches over to place a light but warm hand over the felinoid, not unlike a weighted blanket that could heat up. His feature softened as saw that Kitt had finally come to

She was out for three days after he’s done away with Jareth. And for those three days he stayed with her loyally. Taking tea and his meals in his quarters and never straying far from her resting form, no further than his balcony when he need fresh air.

He’d watch as Cromwell would come in to change her bandages and apply new salves to open wounds and insert an IV into her arm to keep her hydrated and nourished, a little modern medicine he’s learned from his friend Tirritus. It has not been that long ago since he removed the last one so soreness to her upper arms may be present.

“Kitt?, oh my dear…I’m so happy you’ve come too.”

#muppeteyes1001 #Infernal Inquires ♦️ #|🥩IC🥩|

[oflostinfound]

What's your underlying motif?

the home

whether it’s your warm embrace, your unwavering reliability, your smile that says “welcome back”, your motif is the home. your the equivalent to coming out of the rain to the fire on and your slippers waiting by the door. your uncanny way of making people feel alright, you’re treasured in these trying times. i respectfully request you take care of yourself, the world will never been as kind to you as you are to it. anne lammott said “lighthouses don't go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining” and though unconventional, lighthouses are inhabited and your cup runs over with generosity. because you probably don’t hear it enough, thank you.

the orange

whether it’s your sweet nature, breakaway cover, or your natural displays of intimacy, you have the undercurrent of the orange. a love language in itself, your nature makes others want to take a bite and enjoy the tang that you leave behind with your laughter. you remind others of a summer day, hot air, long nights, always hopeful you’ll never go away. in her poem “the orange” by wendy cope she said “i peeled it and shared it with robert and dave, they had quarters and i had a half” you’re generous and have much to give. she also said “this is peace and contentment, it’s new” well i say, it’s you.

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[dxrkhexrtmuses]

Welcome to the Kasino!

For @muppeteyes1001

Fiery red and silver, two colors no one would ever associate with a kind-looking Kivouach. But kind he was not. No Kivouach was kind, or caring, and nor did they have the earthly morals humans do. These were animals. They knew progress, education, and they fought for their place. Yeshua was no different.

He was the Voice of the Kasino, along with another Voice named Methusa who he did not enjoy speaking to in the slightest, so he had a Whisper, Helgan, assist with that. Today was what he considered an off day however. He never got very many of those at his Empire Theatre that was right behind the Delamere Dollhouse on a great island surrounded by water. Both buildings looked mighty and was his symbol of boundless arts. He gave the Kivouachains arts, and entertainment. He rose and slaughtered high above the ranks to keep it, to keep his place among them, to keep his rank where it was.

Yeshua was on the top most floor, the penthouse if you will, of the theater, his place of relaxation and where he lived. Around him there were lavish chairs and couches but also shamed bodies of Kivouachains he’d killed and kept to reach the top of. These bodies were doing something called the Dollhouse Bow. All laid headless with their backs arched backward, some legs apart to show the gower others legs neatly tucked. Once beheaded, a Kivouachian would fall into this position, sometimes the heads would be kept with the bodies, he did have a few on shelves, their faces were all plastered with eyes rolling back into their skulls, mouths open and tongues hanging out in all manner of sizes and lengths. A grotesque display of what his Dollies did on a daily basis to satisfy their clients. He was now staring out a large window that wrapped around his room in a half circle, overlooking the boats coming into the pier at Delamere Dollhouse, the only way pretty much in or out of his island. The Kivouach didn’t have days or nights, they had fazes, and this was the Black Faze, the “night” here. All the fazes were in colors and they all happened in a “day.” Time was also measured very differently here, and they were measured by the sounds emanating from the Songtowers that surrounded the Kasino in towering pillared forms. From where he stood, if it was a brighter faze, “morning,” someone would be able to see what the Kasino actually was.

Imagine a ball, a black ball and inside it having buildings of every shape and size running along the inside of that ball, about the size of Saturn, this was the Kasino. Further inward or currently above him was the Thumme. A green orb about the size of Mars, hanging in the sky above like a nucleus to an atom and surrounding the Thumme were five blue rings around the green orb was the Hammerlow. And here in the Kasino, it was the only form of a “star” they looked up to, always there. These three were the main districts. The Kasino was the largest city district, Yeshua “ruled” this. The Thumme was home to politics and history and held all things deemed important. The Hammerlow was where the Yolsh, the “police force,” or what they were considered as.

All four of Yeshua’s golden eyes gazed up at the Thumme and Hammerlow rings giving little light in this Black Faze. His fiery red fur and silver tipped ears flicked softly at the slightest of sounds, and he had four of them plastered on each side of his head. He was tall, towering above many a Kivouachian at an impressive feet of 15’ 3. Yet that was still considered small. He was red and orange and silver, his body was strong and muscular and he wore a red and black long coat that stopped at his ankles. His tails, the many he had all joined at a singular stem then that stem entered his body above his butt. All his tails fluttered wildly like many red tentacles ready to take their prey. He had four arms, the lower pair was crossed and at rest, and in one of the hands in the upper pair, he had a very dark alcoholic drink he was currently sipping on as he gazed out into the “night,” He looked mighty, the Doll, of all Dollies, and he definitely wasn’t a force to be messed with.

#muppeteyes1001 #Yeshua the Voice of the Kasino #the august few rp #Welcome to the Kasino…what are you? #(sorry it’s so long!! had to set the world!) #msdarkside55’s random shits #msdarkside55 #(merp o3o)

[dragxnfxrced]

⚔ The felinoid playfully smiles as she twirls her crooked cane like a baton.

🐲☍☾ "You know, I've been very keen on seeing just what you're capable of," Banda said, shouldering his own weapon. "I'd be more than happy to spar with you, Kitt!"

#muppeteyes1001 #🐲☾ we'll light this fire you can't control ☍ banda interacts ☽🐲

[sweet-chimera]

"I see we share the same scent of baked goods an' burnin' objects ... Well .. perhaps not to quite the same extant as the latter, yeah?" X3

"T'at moost beh why ah'm nose blind tae approximately 12% o' ye! Good stuff!"

#muppeteyes1001 #(istg)

[argxntxus]

reblogged from here

The man wouldn’t hold it against her to feel like that. Xalroc had been in the same exact situation before, and it ended terribly when he sought to act. Kitt, likely sharpened by her numerous experiences, was a lot better at reigning over her emotions in than he did, as it seemed to him. Her softening expression wasn’t lost on him, and he softly wrapped his arms around her in response.

“Do not worry, I understand. Either way, if worse comes to worst, I shall have to act.”

Whether she would take it as a comfort or as a warning, only Kitt would know, but he could only hope his sincerity wouldn’t be lost on her. It wasn’t like he planned on making a scene, but protecting his beloved is the only thing he knew he was good at in an unfamiliar landscape.

And then, as soon as he finished comparing their room to Kitt’s, she spun around with an unexpected expression. Xalroc blinked in disbelief, his mouth forming into a slight pout. He didn’t realize he was way off with his comparison and somehow it riled Kitt up – likely he didn’t anticipate she’d react like this. To Xalroc, he would’ve taken it as a compliment, but of course, given it was Kitt’s own flat he was talking about, perhaps Kitt held just the slightest distaste for their current room. There’s no place like home, after all.

“My apologies, I meant to say, the homeliness reminded me of your own home.” Xalroc mused audibly, scratching the side of his head. “I did not mean to say you neglect your room. It was unacceptable of me to make such a comparison.”

He then placed a balled fist over his heart and bowed – Arciva’s expression of sincerity. That said, she was right to pick this for convenience. He felt safer here than anywhere else in the city.

“Very well dear, if you are about to, then feel free to. I wish to sit down for a while before taking a bath.”

As he sauntered towards the quaint couch, he mused over what happened once more. It was a good thing the irate man didn’t know her personally, or her identity may have been figured out much more easily. As much as he wanted to see Kitt’s hometown as he told her, he couldn’t shake the feeling that someone somewhere may recognize her and he’d be forced to act, and that’s why he would only really follow Kitt’s lead. While he understood all her intentions, even when helping her friends like those boys, once the cat’s out of the disguise bag (he winced at this realization), they would have to find ways to return back home.

And then he was furnished with a thought.

“Say, dear, may you permit me with this question? How does your warper work after being used? Does it cool down for a certain amount of time? Or can it be used indefinitely? I am afraid I forgot to ask you how it worked.”

Xalroc had his own warper, but it was unreliable as all heck given his own limitations. He could only really rely on Kitt’s for this journey.

#muppeteyes1001 #ˑ:ᶜʰʳᵒᶰᶤᶜˡᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᶤᶰᵗ:ˑ #(( thanks again for waiting! ^^; ))

[leondxs]

(Touch meme) Kitt tilts her head slightly as she curiously trails her gloved digits along the curves and prongs of the fae's antlers. "Say .. Can you actually feel anything when I do this? .. An' also, do they get any bigger?" she inquires as she simply sat there next to Leondas.

Touch my muse. Be descriptive or simple, tender or violent, fond or hateful - anything goes.

@muppeteyes1001

Eyes lifted upwards as Kitt touched his antlers. Normally he would bite and claw at anyone who dared to touch him in such a vulnerable spot, but he trusted her and thus, did not mind. They were rough at the base, but smooth along their branched lengths. If Kitt pressed hard enough, she might find that they ever so slightly budged.

❝ I can feel the pressure, that is all. ❞ he answered, ❝ Their size varies. They are due to shed anytime now, actually. They may regrow larger or smaller, I can never tell. ❞

His grin turned more playful, perhaps even mischievous as he wondered how she would respond. ❝ Would you like to keep them when they do? Shed, I mean. I have no use for them. ❞

#muppeteyes1001 #||❧ ƒσℓℓσω мє ιηтσ тнє єη∂ℓєѕѕ ηιgнт ;; ic ☙||

[xxslurkuxx]

It's ok, Slurku .. Please take all the time you need .. I understand you've gone through some real shit and I'm so sorry .. And I don't mind listening to friends vent if they feel they need to .... And don't let that furry jackass get you in a twist, your commission prices are clearly listed in your info so they have no right to complain about it .. Feel better soon ❤

I really appreciate you reaching out.

As far as the commission thing goes, that's been taken care of. It was really just the final straw to everything going on this month.

I also appreciate the offer, but I know it wouldn't be right for me to vent and just completely trauma dump on you, or anyone else. We're all going through shit in some way and the last thing I want to do is kill someone's vibes.

As shitty as it sounds, this is just a road I need to walk alone, no one can really help me. I just gotta suck it up, hold it in, and go about like nothing is wrong. Joke and laugh through the pain because that's the only thing keeping me together right now.

I'm not going to bog you down with my stupid bullshit. I'm just going to take some time to myself until I bounce back again.

#⭐slurku asks⭐ #muppeteyes1001

[charredchesspiece]

That Butler: Pampurring

// @muppeteyes1001 {x}

Whether Kitt was ever truly alone to begin with is a secret of the universe Sebastian does not intend to reveal. He is here now and that is all that matters, no?

Settling beside her, back straight and lips folding slightly in concentration, Sebastian sees to his spontaneous mission. Naked hands entangle themselves in rich brown locks, combing through the tresses and reveling in the texture. The demon, having quite an affinity for hair, keeps his thrill to a (respectfully) satisfied murmur.

"I am fixing it for sleep," Sebastian replies a little dreamily. "I hear that braids are a good style to rest in, and I do not have hair long enough to try (nor do I entertain slumber), but I figure you're the perfect creature to... ah, experiment on, as it were."

Never mind that the demon can adjust the length, color, and texture of his hair at will; he wants to be here with Kitt, and so he is.

"...You weren't honestly planning to sleep at dawn, were you?"

#muppeteyes1001 #that butler: pampurring #and so the demon continues to overstep boundaries bc he thinks he's cute #{hello hello again! I hope you're well! ♥} #{such a dumb pun in the title but i'm havin fun so it stays lolol}

[thecursedraven]

continued from here X

The Raven King grinned in response, reshuffling the papers in front of him. While he knew that it was a rather intensive Heist for one person, it wasn't impossible. However, the chance to gain new allies and information as to the people in the area was always a good reason to contract out.

Well, usually.

And hey, she had good reviews!

"Let's go over this one last time then. Despite being labeled as a 'Public Office', there are a number of carefully sealed doors and guards patrolling this place. The Opal in question is in second of three vault rooms, highly protected, and most likely trapped as well. We get in, I'll handle the guards as needed and you should be able to slip inside." The finer details had ready been clarified- and they were professionals after all.

"Any questions?"

@muppeteyes1001

#I DID NOT FORGET I PROMISE #raven.king.rp #muppeteyes1001

[finncomet]

"Well well! .. Congrats on officially becomin' a wanted person in Xandora ... I hope you're really proud of yourself .... An' for all the damage and trouble you've caused so many, especially for Sire .. I should turn you in myself"

☄️ "Thanks." That was said with a hint of exhausted sarcasm.

"So why aren't you?" 🦋

#finn post #finn to face #muppeteyes1001 #ask

[xxlordalexanderxx]

Kitt had just entered the castle, visiting per the norm. It was a warm, late afternoon and she was dressed in a light blouse. In her hands, she carried a tray of tea cakes that were made with actual Earl Grey. Though these treats looked more like large muffins. She had come to see Alexander, though he seemed to not be home at the moment. Her ears would twitch as she tried to listen for anyone. But, all seemed quiet.

The felinoid reckoned that the king stepped out for a bit, which was fine with her. Placing the tray on the table, Kitt settles herself on one of the large, comfy chairs to wait for his return. Reaching into a satchel she also had on her, she pulls out a small book of cello music. She had been brushing up on her lessons as of late.

Little did she know, however ... the castle wasn't exactly empty.

Kitt was very well correct in feeling as though she were not alone, she never would be alone when visiting the King’s home. It was never left empty or unguarded.

Cromwell was rather disappointed to see that she was alive and well. His plan had failed, but he would not bother trying again, lest he get himself in serious trouble.

Even so, he entered the common room the two seemed to favor when ever she came to visit and closed the door behind himself gently, before leaning against it with his arms crossed, looking none too pleased.

“He’s not here, and will be gone for some time, perhaps you should pack up and go back to whatever hovel you call home.” He sneered.

#muppeteyes1001 #Infernal Inquires ♦️ #|♣️Cromwell♣️| #|🍀ic🍀|

[oflostinfound]

@muppeteyes1001 replied to your post “Eath observing you what do you do?”:

"Lovely outfit, Eath" X)

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ Really? Thank you! ❞

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ Hax made it after I showed them a really neat butterfly. You know, after they stopped freaking out over a butterfly in the cabin. ❞

#muppeteyes1001 #🔷 || ic post #💚 || rp #gif tw

[dxrkhexrtmuses]

Xeno on the Loose!

Six was a Xenomorph. Smart from the very beginning. Scientists tried everything they could to keep her smarts from destroying them, but that had ended very badly for the scientists. Six wasn’t something to mess with, and during that time, she had managed to snag a translator because she so badly wanted her thoughts to be heard, and it worked like a charm.

She did have to tinker and choose her voice, a voice she thought would sound good and would best express her thoughts but it worked perfectly. Now the smart Xeno not only could understand others, but they could understand her.

Now, after a while of getting used to the translator around her neck, she used it frequently and barely noticed it was there, and again she was slithering through the vents and small crevasses she could fit through, exploring her new territory. It was nice, but little did she know that she was not alone, and she hadn’t smelled or sensed the intruder yet.

#muppeteyes1001 #six the xeno #avp rp #Xeno and a cat.. #(is this a good starter friend? o3o) #(merp o3o)

[dragxnfxrced]

"Hey there, bud!" Kitt playfully greeted the Boshian. "Are ya ready for the winter holidays comin' up?" she added curiously. Unsure if he celebrated any or not.

🐲☍☾ "Winter holidays?"

It didn't seem like he was really familiar with any winter holidays. Then again, planet Bosh never really had 'winters'; too hot overall for that.

🐲☍☾ "What ones are there?"

#🐲☾ we'll light this fire you can't control ☍ banda interacts ☽🐲 #muppeteyes1001

[fcreststridcr]

"My my! .. You've got a rather impressive pair of ears there, bud!" Kitt observes. Giving one of them a curious, but gentle, touch. (Hi X3)

Tighnari blushed a little as his ears were being both complimented as well as gently touched, he wasn't fully used to strangers touching his ears and tail as he struggles to speak.

"Ahh, t-thank you for the kind words as it's most appreciated. I didn't know that my ears were considered impressive as they're just like a cat's or dog's with feel, just them being fox ears though.

My apologies for the wariness, I'm not normally used to strangers suddenly touching them."

He spoke slowly as he bows his head to her, showing that he wasn't trying to be rude or anything.

#muppeteyes1001 #❤ aww this is so cute and hello!